Hello darlings. How are you all? Good I hope. Anyway, I know it's been a while since I updated this story and I am very sorry to have kept so many waiting. I've been dealing with a lot and I just haven't had the motivation to write anything for a long while. I actually had to force myself to write the last story I started.

Anyway, if I stick to my plan then there are only two more chapters until AFL is complete. I'm excited to tell you the truth. I've never actually finished a multi-chapter story yet. I look forward to posting it and reading what everyone has to say. I wrote this chapter while listening to "Angel Of Mine" by Monica. Might be cool to listen to the song while reading the second scene, you'll know how I was feeling and what I was trying to bring to the scene. Well, on to the story. Enjoy.

All For Love

KawaiixKisses

Angel

Months had gone by when Naruto finally decided that he had had enough. How dare Hinata run away from him – abandon him – after everything they had been through? Had she not considered what her leaving would mean for him? Probably not. All she ever did was think of herself. Naruto let out an exasperated sigh from behind his desk.

He was in his office, as per usual, ignoring the stack of papers that called for his signature. He couldn't bring himself to concentrate on work when a pair of stormy eyes clouded his thoughts. He needed her back desperately – he couldn't handle it alone anymore.

At first, he was only slightly annoyed by her absence. He figured she would be back after a few days but when she didn't return he began to worry. What if she never came back? What if something had happened to her out there? Hinata didn't know how to do anything. She had never had the need to work and Naruto positive she wouldn't be able to make it alone. Someone was always taking care of her. Always. That had to mean that even now, there was someone helping her.

Naruto had hunted down her two "friends" and demanded that they tell him anything they knew about her whereabouts. The two had sung the same tune, telling him they had absolutely no idea of what had happened to their demure friend – she hadn't been answering their calls. Of course she hadn't, Naruto had thought to himself, she left her phone at home; he had found it in her purse.

Hinata had everything a woman could possibly want. A large, expensively decorated, mansion to live in. A husband who made more than enough money to support her and her every whim – shopping sprees around the world, trips to the spa, dinner at the best restaurants, vacations in exotic locations and six star pent suites. The woman had it all. And she threw it all away. For what? For what?

Naruto could feel the anger bubbling within him, his hands balling into fists. Who else could do her better than him? Where else could she be happier than by his side? Who else would love her more than he did? No one. For Hinata there was no one other than him for her. Why couldn't she understand that? Why didn't she know? Why didn't she get that they were meant for each other and that no one else would be able to cut it? No other woman would be good enough for him because none of them would be like Hinata. No other man would be good enough for Hinata either. They were a perfect match – a set. They were made with each other in mind. How could she not get that? How could she betray him like that? Didn't she understand that he needed her? Especially after Akira died? Who else was going to be by his side? The thought of her never coming back pissed him off. He was going to find her and make her understand that she was his and he was hers. There would be no separation between them ever again.

"Uzumaki-sama," a voice called from behind the door to his office, following a soft rapping.

The blonde pushed himself back in his chair, sighing deeply. He wasn't in the mood for the botheration. He wanted to be alone and wallow in self-pity for a bit longer. However, there were certain things that were simply unavoidable.

"Come in," he answered the request.

A woman with bright red hair appeared from behind the opening door. Her fiery hair was spun into bun at the back of her head. Her red eyes looked at him nervously behind a pair of glasses that sat perched on her nose. She wore a white dress-suit and red pumps, a bit too sexy for the office but Naruto couldn't be bothered with teaching every woman who worked for him etiquette and proper attire for the work place. It would just go in one ear and out the other.

"I have good news," she said to him, adjusting her glasses.

She was carrying a manilla envelope, tucked neatly under her arm. Naruto arched a brow at her, placing his hands behind his head in a casual manner. The redhead fought the urge to squirm under his scrutiny. His cyan eyes were so icy and terrifying – it had only gotten worse since Lady Uzumaki went missing. There were rumors that the demure wife hadn't been kidnapped as Naruto's publicist had made it seem. Many believed the first lady had run away. Karin wouldn't be surprised if that turned out to be true. Naruto was a scary man. Karin only had to see him during the work week and there would be days where she didn't need to speak to him at all. His wife on the other hand... well, she didn't get a break from him cold glares and icy conversation like everyone else did. Then again... there was a possibility that Naruto was a dream husband but a monster boss. Karin doubted that the moment the thought entered her brain.

Her gaze flickered nervously and she caught herself biting on her bottom lip before her voice sounded at last. "We've got a solid lead on your wife."

Naruto sat up in his chair, leaning closer to his desk. "Go on."

Karin swallowed past the lump that had lodged itself in her throat. "Well," she said, stepping closer and placing the envelope down on the desk for him to open. "She's been spotted in a small town outside of the city – a few hours away from here."

Naruto opened the folder and dumped it's contents on the desk. There were dozens of pictures of her inside of it. He picked them up and went through every last frame. She was smiling in a lot of them, that same little shy smile she used to make back when they were dating and the first year of their marriage. Her hair was scooped up most of the time in the pictures, just a few hairs rebelling against whatever had been binding the rest back.

"She's been working in a Ramen shop."

"Where has she been living?" Naruto asked at last, flipping through more of the pictures and studying her face and surroundings.

"With an elderly couple. They don't seem hostile, so I'm not sure if she's being held there against her will, but if she is, those two most certainly are not the ones keeping her there" Karin informed him. She tapped one of the pictures. "That's the house."

Naruto stared at it. It was a small, quaint, abode with charming characteristics – the kind of place Hinata fell had over heels for. Naruto was certain that the couple had fell in love with her instantly. Hinata was that kind of person. She was shy and sweet and adorable – like a puppy really. Of course someone would pity her and take her in.

"Thank you, Karin."

The redhead nodded slowly. It had taken her forever to track down the woman. When the P.I. gave her the pictures, Karin was surprised by the easy expression the woman wore in all of the pictures. She didn't seem stressed or worried, not even scared. If anyone were to ask her, Karin would say that the first lady was happy where she was. Her gut was telling her that was the truth about it. Hinata Uzumaki was happy there in that small town. She felt bad for ratting her out like that, but she had a job to do, even if Naruto was a monster.

"Cancel all of my meetings for the rest of the week. In fact, I want you to defer them to the second in command," Naruto told her, standing to his feet and sliding on his suit. "But before that, I want you to print out a map to this town."

Karin nodded her head and rushed out to her desk to get on his request lest he direct a bit of his anger at her. Little did she know, Naruto was not angry at all. In fact, he was relieved. Hinata had been found and she was safe. Now, all he had to do was go there and take her back to her home and they could resume their lives together. He made a note that getting angry with her would not help him. He didn't want to have to take her by force, he wanted her to come on her own. He would have to sell himself to her.

"Karin," he said, stepping out of his office and peering at her behind her desk.

"I've got it," she exclaimed nervously, snatching the map from the printer and handing it to him quickly. When she looked up at him she was surprised to find him smiling.

"Thank you," he said, taking the map and folding it neatly before placing it into his pocket. "One more thing before I go; call up Hinata's favorite jeweler and tell them to clear a room for me, I need the best of what they've got."

Karin, staring wide-eyed at her boss's happy grin, nodded her head slowly.

"Well... don't just stare..." he instructed, waving his hand a bit.

"Yes, sir!"

Naruto continued to smile as he walked down the hall of his office building. The next few days were bound to be good ones.

"That's the last of it," husky man with a broad smile told the brand new couple.

Hinata stood beside Sasuke, who just days ago decided to stay in the small town with her. They hadn't talked about it, but it was obvious that they were together now. Hinata was happy, truly, truly happy for the first time in a really long time. She had almost forgotten what it had felt like to feel this way.

"Thank you," Sasuke said to the man, handing him the check like he had promised him.

The husky man smiled and nodded his head to Hinata before taking his leave. The two of them watched as he hoped into his truck and rolled off with his crew. Sasuke had just purchased a new apartment for the two of them to stay in and the men before had helped them move. He hadn't brought everything from his old place, but just the essentials.

Hinata worried for a few days over them moving in together. It was true that she had lived with him before, but now it was different. Now they would be living together as a couple. Sasuke had assured her that everything would be fine. Nothing major would change.

"We'll just be sleeping in the same bed," he had teased her.

Sasuke hadn't left his job though, not yet anyway. For now he would take the long commute to and from the city and the town a few days out of the week until he could find work here. He told her that he wouldn't be satisfied working in a little store somewhere, although that seemed to be the only places the town had to offer. After the first few days, Sasuke had found out about another town about a half hour away from the one they were currently in. It was bigger and had the kind of working places Sasuke longed for. Hinata would support him no matter what, however, whether he wanted to work in another town or in a small shop like her, she would be by his side the whole time.

Sasuke shut the door and turned to her, a small, barely noticeable smile on his lips. "It's just us now," he said to her.

Hinata smiled and blushed lightly, walking into his arms and allowing him to pull her close. She cherished these moments. Sasuke was like an angel sent from heaven just for her, despite all his prickly sides. He was good to her, he was good to everyone really. You just had to squint your eyes and tilt your head a little to see the kindness in him. She was lucky though, she didn't have to squint her eyes or turn her head. She could see his kindness as clear as day.

"You smell nice," she said softly to him, resting her head against his muscular chest.

"I showered," he teased lightly, pulling her hair down from the bun she wore it in that day and running his fingers through the silky locks.

He loved her hair. It was so long and soft. He had always been a sucker for women with long hair and with Hinata it was no different. He liked the fact that she didn't bleach a color unnatural from her own. He couldn't stand it when Asian women did that. He liked the dark hair his people had, especially on women. It clashed against their pale skin beautifully – even more so with Hinata who's skin and eyes were both so pale.

His hands traveled up and down her back, stopping just above her derriere before going back up. He didn't dare to go lower despite how much he wanted to. He had to be careful with Hinata. She was already so fragile, sometimes he worried that he would break her or hurt her somehow. He didn't want to scare her away, especially since he had just gotten her.

"Sasuke..." she said quietly, tilting her head up to look at him.

He loved it when she said his name like that. It was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard. "Hm?"

"Are you happy?" she asked him, studying his face.

His lips twitched slightly, forming a lopsided grin as he continued to rub her back. "Yes. Are you happy, Hinata?"

She smiled the most beautifully smile for him. "Of course; I get to be with Sasuke."

The male chuckled lightly before cupping her face in his hands and leaning down to capture her lips with his. The best part about them being together, was the fact that he could kiss her as much as he wanted to. No longer did he have to worry about holding back. He could kiss her wherever and whenever he pleased and she would return his affections every time.

Hinata pressed herself closer to him, licking his lips lightly. He held her tighter to him, sucking her tongue into his mouth and earning himself a soft moan of appreciation from Hinata. Her tiny hands delved into his hair, her fingers tangling in the black tresses and holding his face closer to hers. Moments like these were pure bliss for the both of them. All the fighting and holding back their feelings were history now. They were free to express their attraction at last.

Hinata had been just as relieved as Sasuke was when they had finally gotten together. Now they could finally show each other how much they were loved and cared for. Now they could hold each other and never have to say goodnight or goodbye. They were in their own little, private, world.

"Sasuke," she whispered against his lips, arching her back and pressing herself closer to him, the action innocent yet temping nevertheless.

Sasuke groaned at the feel of her full breasts pressing against his chest. He reached down and grabbed the back of her thighs, pulling her up. Hinata instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, holding onto him as he began carrying her to their bedroom.

He laid her down carefully on the bed, crawling over her and moving his lips roughly over hers. Hinata continued to moan into their kiss, her hands sliding down his back and grabbing hold of his shirt. Sasuke began to trail kisses from her lips and down her neck, making a slow path and giving her the chance to finally breathe.

"Sasuke..." she moaned softly, sliding her hands under his shirt and admiring the muscles of his back as they moved.

The male nibbled and sucked on her pulse, enjoying the soft murmurs of pleasure she made in his ear. Unable to stand the wall their close made between them, the pale eyes woman began pulling his shirt up, distracting him from her throat. He sat up, his eyes dark with lust as he helped her pull his shirt off.

"Is that better?" he asked her.

Her hungry eyes gazed and marveled at every muscle she discovered. She had felt them before, through his shirt, but had never seen them. Sasuke was beautiful.

"Yes," she answered softly, sliding her hands against the expansion of his chest.

Sasuke allowed her to explore him, watching her face as she touched and felt everything from his abs to his arms.

"What are you going to show me, Hinata?" he asked after a few moments, looking down at her still.

Her face filled with heat. She hadn't even considered the fact that he might want to see her. What if he saw the scars and decided he didn't want her anymore? They were hideous gashes in her skin that no matter how much she prayed, no matter how many different lotions she tried, she just couldn't get rid of.

"I..." she said nervously. "S-Sasuke... I..."

Sasuke didn't quite understand why she was so hesitant now. She had seemed more than willing a moment ago. Perhaps he had been a bit too forward with her? Although to be fair, she was the one who took his clothes off first.

"It's alright" he said to her, taking her hands and kissing her knuckles softly. "I understand if you're not ready."

Hinata looked up at him, holding back the tears that stung the back of her eyes. Here she was, in bed with the most beautiful man she had ever met in her entire life – the very same man who had saved her and kept her safe from the monster who terrorized her for years. The same man who dropped everything just to be with her every day. He was the man who loved her more than anyone else had ever dared to. And yet... she was ashamed.

She didn't feel as beautiful as he told her she was. She didn't feel as attractive as he thought she was. Naruto had ruined that for her – he had stole her happiness from her and now she couldn't even make love with Sasuke because of him. She bit into her bottom lip, watching as he kissed her fingers, opening her hands and kissing her palms. Sasuke loved her. He was so gentle and willing to wait for her to be ready. However, it wasn't that she wasn't ready, she was. She wanted to be as beautiful as he made her feel. She wanted to be the most beautiful woman he had ever seen – Hinata had never felt that way before.

"I have scars," she whispered softly to him, tears rolling slowly out of her eyes.

Sasuke opened his eyes and looked down at her face. Letting go of her hands, he wiped her tears away. "Don't cry, Hinata," he told her. "I don't want you to ever cry again."

She sniffled softly, trying to hold them back but they kept coming anyway. Sasuke leaned down and planted soft kisses to her closed eyelids, licking away her tears. "If you have to cry," he said softly. "I want it to be because you're happy."

She opened her eyes and looked up at him. Sasuke the Angel.

"I love you," she told him.

Sasuke smiled. Not one of those tiny smiles he made every now and then. He smiled for real now and Hinata's heart skipped a beat at the sight of it.

"I love you too," he said to her, kissing her hands again.

She was quiet for a long while, enjoying the feel of his lips against her skin and allowing the words to sink in. While she knew she was loved, he had never verbalized it, although, neither had she. It felt good to say it and know for sure that he felt the same way about her. She wasn't the only one in love here.

Slowly, she pulled her hands away from him, causing him to open his eyes and look at her curiously. She reached down slowly for her shirt hem and began pulling it up.

"Hinata... you don't have to," he told her, reaching for her hands.

"No," she said to him, pulling her shirt off completely. "I w-want you to s-see me."

Sasuke studied her face, his eyes never leaving hers as she began unbuckling her bra. Her white eyes locked with his black ones, her hands moving down and unzipping her jeans pushing them down along with her panties. Even when she was completely naked beneath him, Sasuke's eyes never left hers. He wanted to see it – he wanted to know when or if she hesitated or changed her mind about this. He wanted it badly, but he didn't want to risk her well-being. Hinata had a lot of problems that she was still dealing with and he knew there were somethings she had yet to tell him. He would wait. For all of it he would wait. He would wait for her secrets, he would wait for her body. He wanted her and so he would wait for her.

"Hinata... are you –"

"I want to make love," she said to him softly.

He could see it in her eyes, the determination, but also the nervousness. He cupped her cheek and snuggled her face into his hand, her eyes closing slowly for a few moments before opening once again. Only then did he allow himself to look.

His dark eyes traveled over every inch of her body. She did have scars, a lot more than he had expected there to be, but it didn't matter to him. She was still Hinata – still the woman he loved more than everything else in this world. She mattered to him more than anyone or thing. Nothing had ever been as important to him as Hinata was. Unlike with the other woman who had walked into his life, Sasuke would never allow her to walk out so easily. He would fight for this woman.

"You're beautiful Hinata," he told her, looking at all of her body.

"You're just saying that..." she said softly.

"I am," he teased lightly.

Hinata knew better than to be offended. That was just Sasuke, her prickly angel. She smiled at him, watching as he unzipped his jeans and pushed them off along with his boxers. And now they were finally together, both bare and vulnerable. Both exposed to the other more than they had ever been before. Both madly in love.

Sasuke opened her legs wider and leaned over her so that they were face to face. She laid her hands above her head, looking up at him, feeling the tip of his desire probing her entrance. Slowly and carefully, he slid into her and her breath caught in her throat.

"Sasuke..." she moaned softly, her eyes closing half-way.

He pushed himself all the way into her and closed his hands around her wrists, pinning her down. Normally, this would have bothered her, but she knew that Sasuke would never do anything to hurt her. He would never make her feel the way Naruto did. She wanted to be beneath him, she wanted to be held by him and touched by him. She adored his kisses and couldn't get enough of his embraces.

Hinata moaned as he began rocking his hips, thrusting in and out of her slow and hard. She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him to her. She enjoyed the soft groans he made each time she squeezed him tighter inside of her, they way his eyes lowered and his body tensed. He was amazing to watch.

He began thrusting harder and faster, her body bouncing off of his with each thrust that was delivered to her. She moaned loudly, her back arching and her eyes drifting shut.

"Look at me," he told her, thrusting harder and harder.

Her white eyes fluttered open at his command without hesitation.

"Don't close your eyes," he told her.

Hinata nodded her head, moaning louder.

"You hear me?" he asked her, his thrusts getting rougher, earning more appreciative sighs and moans from her.

"Yes...! Yes..." she moaned, struggling to keep her eyes opened.

Sasuke watched as she bit into her bottom lip, enjoying the way her brows furrowed and sweat beaded on her forehead. The sound of her moaning for him was unlike anything he had expected. It was the most wonderful thing he had ever heard, forget what he thought earlier.

She closed her eyes half way, moaning louder and arching her back more, her legs locking onto him as did her walls.

"Cheater..." Sasuke groaned, referring to her half opened eyes and thrusting harder into her, determined to bring her to climax.

"Sasuke!" she moaned loudly, practically screamed.

She did the most amazing thing he had ever seen her do before just then. It was magical. Her heels dug into his back and her fingers scratched at his hands as the first climax she had received in years blew through her. She finally gave up and let her eyes roll back as the pleasure bounced around inside of her, causing her to quake and shiver. Sasuke, continued to thrust and stroke throughout her orgasm, proud of his accomplishment. He leaned down and pressed his forehead against hers, slowing his thrusts.

"I love you," she whispered to him, her eyes opening slowly.

He closed his eyes and smiled, thrusting slowly still. "I love you too, Hinata."

Thank you for reading this chapter. I cannot tell you when I am going to update this story again, I'm hoping that it is soon. I've decided that in order to be fair to readers who favor certain stories over the others that I will update in order based on reviews and alerts too now. I can see who's really interested in what stories and which ones to put priority on better that way. I appreciate each and every review, I really do, however I think that alerts should be taken into consideration as well. Don't think that I don't want reviews based on what I just said, trust me I do. I'll just be taking alerts into consideration along with reviews for updates.

Tell me what you thought of the lemon. I was a bit unsure of how it should go down since Hinata is so messed up because of Naruto's abuse. I think I did a good job for the lemon, but I still want your opinion, be honest. I didn't want to go all out and make it really hot and sexy, I wanted it to be a more emotional thing rather than them just fucking, you know? I'm rambling now. Review, onegaishimasu.

~ Kawaii